Hm. "Your Japanese is really good," she comments, frowning thougtfully. Better than she might've expected from an exchange student? Not that she's met too many.

At that moment - perhaps saving them both - there's a voice from upstairs, sounding more than a bit confused. "Futaba? Is someone else down there? I didn't hear the bell."

"Neither did I!" Futaba calls back, her head tilting a bit towards the stairs then back to Connie. EXPLAIN THYSELF..... maybe. Or something. In any case there's footsteps moving across the ceiling, towards the stairs.